The beginning of thy curse
There once was a prince named Adrien. He was a kind and caring prince, wanting to help the people of his country. As time passed by, his advisers kept pushing him to claim a wealthy wife. Adrien refused, and instead hosted a masquerade to find his wife. His advisers, reluctantly agreed to this masquerade, for they realize that it will be the only way he will find a wife. So the word spread of the masquerade of the century.
The news spread all the way to Marinette, a beautiful blue hair peasant. She smiles at the thought of going to the ball. Her hope of going was crushed by Chloe, the only daughter of the family Marinette works for. Chloe proclaims that; "Such a dirty peasant should not see the prince!" Her father agrees, and prohibits Marinette from going to the masquerade. Shocked and saddened, she flees to the woods to be alone.
The masked figure grins as his dark butterfly flies towards the unsuspecting woman. She looks up as his dark figures appears before her. The masked make tells her that he is HM, a man who can give Marinette her most desired wish, to go to the masquerade. The only thing she must do for him is kill the 'chat noir' of the ball. Unable to do anything, she agrees. The mask man's grins widen at this statement. He vanish as the blackness surrounds her. When it vanish, she is standing there in a beautiful gown. Her hair is down and falls slightly above her shoulders. Her blue bell eyes are hidden behind a black mask with red spots. The dress falls to her ankles, with the same black with red spots pattern on it too. Her slippers are a crystal clear glass. She blinks as a knife appears in front of her.
"Kill him with this," HM's voice says as it rings out in the forest. She nods her head and grabs the knife. "You have 6 hours to kill him. If you fail, you won't see the coming dawn."
Marinette grips onto the knife as she looks up at the sky. She smiles softly and then head towards the secret carriage that will bring her to the castle. She exit the carriage and looks up at the looming castle. A servant leads her to where the ball is being held. Her eyes scan the room as they fall on a tall figure. His green eyes turn towards her.
Adrien's breath hitches as he spots a beautiful petty woman with blue bell eyes. He slowly walks over in her direction. He stops in front of her and he smiles softly. Adrien holds his hand out to the mysterious woman and ask her to dance with him. Marinette looks up into the masked chat's green eyes. She agrees to the proposition and she grabs his outstretched hand. He leads her towards the dance floor as a slow song starts to play. She looks around at the surrounding guess.
The masked figure smirks as he watch his prey and his Akuma dance together. Her face turns slightly as she spots the masked figure. A stranger walks between them and when she looks back the masked figure is not there. She then looks back at the man she is dancing with. Small talk emerge as they continue to dance to the song. As soon as the song is done, he brings her to a place where they can talk in peace.
The advisers watch as the prince leads the ladybug outside. They look at each other and smile, knowing that this might actually work out. They then turn back towards the party and they decide to enjoy the party themselves.
Marinette watch the mysterious man as they stop at a balcony that overlooks the gardens. He turns towards her and smile at her. Her breath hitches as she looks at the handsome man in front of her. The moonlight reflects off of his golden hair and his green cat-like eyes seem to glow an eerie green. She walks over to him as he leans slightly against the wall to the balcony.
"Isn't it beautiful," he whispers out as they gaze out to the garden. "This is my favorite time to look at the garden," Adrien confess to her.
"It sure is," she replies back as they both are lost of words.
The clock reads 11 o'clock, and she knows she will soon have to say goodbye to this lovely gentleman. Her hand reach down towards where the knife is hidden, when he suddenly talks, stopping her movement.
"Thank you for being with me," chat noir tells her. "To be honest, this masquerade was suppose to be a plan to find me a wife," he all but whispers out.
She blush slightly as she looks up at him. He signs and move his low ponytail to his back.
"Have you found your wife," she ask hesitantly.
He looks out over the courtyard and gardens, pondering if he should answer that question or not.
"I-I must confess, you have been the star of the night and not me," he says as he locks his eyes with her blue bell ones. "You have the air of royalty around you, and I must confess, that it fits you."
She looks at the prince in awe, knowing that she wouldn't be able to bare watching the life drain from his eyes.
"I-I," she stutters, not being able to say anything.
"Do it," a voice whispers from the back of her head. "He's vulnerable. He wouldn't see it coming," the voice of the masked man says.
Adrien looks at his princess, his lady, in shock as her eyes glaze over. He brings her into a hug, snapping her out of the masked figure's trance. She buries her face into his chest as her arms wrap around his neck.
"I'm sorry," her angelic voice whispers out as he feels something thrust into his abdomen.
The clock reads a minute before midnight. She staggers back, knife in hand as he falls to the floor. She gasp as she drops the knife and runs towards her lover's side as the knife clatters to the stone floor. Tears pour down her rosy cheeks as she holds his head. His mask has fallen off and is now left forgotten on the floor.
Adrien looks at his lover as she cries. He struggles as he sits up and pulls her into a hug. He kiss her forehead gently and pulls back to see her eyes one last time.
The clock chimes at midnight and the masked figure stabs his Akuma in the back. She gasp and turns her head to look at the foul human who would stab her. The masked figure smirks at her as he pulls the knife out of her dying body.
"I told you that there will be a consequence if you didn't kill him before midnight. Perish along with your lover and forever be stuck in this cycle for the rest of your lives," the masked figure says as the knife shines a blood red and toxic green color. "And may this blade be the weapon to end your lives!"
Shouts come from the castle as the guards find the prince and the petty maiden dead with the knife beside them. The masked figure watch the chaos from out of the castle in glee. He then vanish into the night.
Thy curse been told.
Thy curse shall continue.
Until thy truth is freed.
Or thy end of time.